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Almost Like Being In Love A Destination Wedding

Almost, Always, Never

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?
Helixj · 395 Views

Destined for the unknown

From Riches to Realms ------ Strange events had begun to unfold:missing children, vanishing women, and widowed husbands—all while bodies disappeared without a trace. But worst of all— whispers around of the dead walking among the living. They said dead men tell no tales—until you force them silent. ....... Marie Antoine Lisette, or Liz as she preferred, never thought her life would spiral from riches to rags. She thought her future was set: a husband on the way, with gold, silver, pearls, lands, mansions, manors, and accounts she could scarcely keep track of. She had it all. But one fateful day, everything changed. Her head spun, her legs buckled, and then—darkness enveloped her. When she finally awakened, a circle of concerned faces surrounded her (her body) —friends and family, all eager for her recovery. Yet something felt amiss. When the prince arrived, Liz gushed, blushed, and her lips pursed as she shyly batted it at the prince. (Liz: Ew...) (???: So, you do like the prince) (Liz: What prince? Who?) As Liz opened her eyes again, a spiders crept through the damp wall. Her luxurious clothes had vanished, replaced by rags, and her hair lay matted and dirty. "A prison cell," she thought. Her voice quivered on the brink of tears, "My luxurious life." (???: About the prince...) "What could he possibly have to complain about?” she snarked. "..." When your world unravels in the most bewildering ways, do you ignore it or seek the truth? And when those answers come, will you accept them, or will they shatter everything you believe? **Presenting Liz, the first novel of yours truly for fun.** Follow her on her journey—a thrilling quest where adventure and budding romance await amidst danger and mystery. ----‐---‐--‐------‐--------‐-‐--‐------------------------ Cover from: ChatGpt **and, a word, from the author. a bit of support is always welcome if I should continue this or not. Of course, I did this for fun but, a little motivation is nice and even reviews or a little well-intended criticism is good.***
Tisalreadymornin · 15.2K Views

Ava's Wedding Day

Sophia Alyssa Rose was raped by a young man who was coming from a wealthy family. Yeah, Sophia was raped in the dark, so she wasn't able to recognize the man who raped her at the age of 18, and that was what she told her big sister called Amelia, when she asked her at the hospital. Sophia had become worried ever since she was raped, from the day her best friend invited her to a friend's birthday party a week ago. Nobody knew Sophia was pregnant before she started feeling it 6 months later. 9 months later, Sophia gave birth to a pretty little girl, but the bad news was that Sophia died on the hospital bed. The next minute, she gave birth to Ava Alyssa Rose, who was named by her stepmother, Amelia Wilson. Ava was named after her late mother, Sophia Alyssa Rose. Ava had been living with her stepmother ever since her mother died. Amelia Wilson and her husband, Mr. Jeffrey Wilson got married years ago but had no child, so they took Ava as their only daughter. The doctor's report says that both of them can never give birth unless they break up, but because they really love each other, they never wanted to break up, as the doctor's report states to them years ago. Years later, nobody knows what came to Mr. Jeffrey, but it happened that, Mr. Jeffrey raped Ava when she was 18, just like her late mother, Sophia Alyssa Rose. Immediately Ava was raped, Amelia Wilson told Ava everything about her late mother's sad story. Ava's mother was raped by an unknown man, and she was also raped by her stepmother's husband. "Ava's Wedding Day". Just follow up for more episode and you will love reading this new novel by the young writer, Black Lefah. Thank you and much love to all my readers.
Black_Lefah · 5.7K Views
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